Blardy hell, last night, I dreamt that I was living in the era
of those old shophouses in Singapore. Blardy whole dream like
trying to ensure personal safety until this evil person turned up,
stole my shophouse keys, and somehow opened doors into the 3rd
dimension and staircases and doors started to appear from nowhere
and it was impossible to try to catch him to get my keys
back!
The night before, I dreamt I was in a hospital, desperately
seeking a doctor so I can get him to do some work! And that
was after I had just finished a gruelling shift and was going to
return to work at 0700 hrs for a 12-hour shift! Biangz, the
whole day felt like a zombie!
WHY the hell am I dreaming so much?! 
u r not the only one... 
I had a terrible one abt a giant croc.
